My school owns a piece of land on the Santa Fe river, which we call the Preserve. Every Thursday the 7th and the 8th graders spend half a day each to work on killing nonnative plants, bringing back native plants, measuring stream flow and counting fish population. Part of going to the Preserve is getting muddy… Continue reading When you splash your sister without getting punished
I just wanna feel this moment
It is Tuesday morning. My class quickly loads all our baggage in the truck, then we climb into the van. Luckily, we’re only ten students this year, so we can all travel together in one vehicle. The radio is turned on full blast. One of us spent the last few days burning a CD with… Continue reading I just wanna feel this moment
The path is the goal
Shortly before noon yesterday I picked up my 10-year-old daughter Marie at Paseo’s Pottery. She had spent the morning there with her friend Isabella and her mom Angela, a potter herself, while I attended the last part of a five-day science writing workshop. After a whole week juggling with language and concepts in loud spaces… Continue reading The path is the goal